Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness at the Beginning

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Two groups of cold breath were sucked into the trick gourd.

Gradually refined and turned into crafty wine.

This is the strangeness of Qu Chenguang's control.

This guy has evil thoughts about himself in his heart, so he will be targeted by jealousy.

Although Wu Jian had promised not to kill him.

But he didn't agree and let him continue to be a master of tricks.

"Then this guy is next."

A group of translucent human faces appeared in Wu Jian's hands. This human face was in a frozen state, full of jealousy and a cold aura.

This is the culprit that made Qu Chenguang lose his mind.

Contains a strange breath of jealousy.

Now, this breath was frozen by Wu Jian with the power of time.

into a state of inability to dissipate.

This thing is the best medium.

Wu Jian drew out the judge.

I was just about to use this terrifying ancient sword to dismember this weird thing that was going on in the back of the city.

But at this moment, a brand new ritual appeared in his mind.

"Turn around baby please?"

With slightly dazed eyes, Wu Jian absorbed the knowledge overflowing in his mind, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He looked down at his palm, raised his hand and touched his head.

His face changed slightly.

"This is knowledge from 'I', but what is this I?"

As his strength improved, Wu Jian gradually became curious about his Constitution.

His Constitution, which can control the weirdness for free, will definitely not appear for no reason.

But wanting to explore the secrets of the Constitution, there is an inexplicable feeling in the room.

He felt that there was something very terrible about this secret.

"Hey guy, just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end, my Constitution can't be the key that connects this world to become like this bear.

"T...

Thinking of this, the room couldn't help but gasped.

He looked terrified.

He felt that his conjecture seemed a bit reliable.

"Forehead………"

"Let's imprison Jealousy first."

Wu Jian licked his lips and set his eyes on the jealous face.

He unfolded the original spell skin, took out the trick gourd, and threw the judge onto the gourd.

The pitch-black treacherous wind held up the judge's sword.

Wu Jian grabbed the jealous face and placed it in front of the gourd.

"...

"

Taking a deep breath, Wu Jian clasped his hands together.

His expression became indifferent.

"Please baby turn around..."

A cold breath erupted on his body.

The stopper of the trick gourd pops up automatically.

A ray of dark wind overflowed from it, reaching Judge Jianzheng.

The judge, who was engulfed by the dark wind, turned into a sword-shaped phantom.

Hovered a circle in the air.

Hey, he got into the jealous grimace.

The stench of corpses is rippling.

This is a dark room.

In the middle of the room, a stiff figure sat cross-legged.

He has a mean face.

On the thin corners of the eyes and thin, almost invisible lips.

With a smile that makes people uncomfortable to look at.

Layers upon layers of figures are reflected in His eyes, which are all Black without any whites.

Each of these figures has a face full of jealousy.

"Hee hee~~"

A sharp laugh escaped from the figure's mouth.

A terrible chill rippling over his body.

He is Huno.

Terrible weirdness that governs the rules of envy.

As long as there is jealousy, it will be induced by him.

He can use his own spirituality to infect the target with spirituality.

This infection can both kill and be used to distort cognition.

And He chose to use this supernatural power to deal with the strongest trick master of this era.

hum!

Metal rattles.

The sword-shaped light and shadow penetrated the void and appeared in the room.

The terrifying ghost locked onto the jealousy, causing the awakened ghost to change his expression.

A look of fear similar to that of a living person appeared on his face.

He turned his head a hundred and eighty degrees.

He looked at the sword-shaped light and shadow that appeared in the room.

"T..."

He opened his mouth and spit out such a sentence.

The words just came out of my mouth.

This sword-shaped light and shadow has passed over his head.

puff!

A thin line of blood appeared on Jealousy's neck.

His head fell down smoothly.

Almost at the same time as his head fell to the ground, two pitch-black chains pierced through the void, running through his dismembered body and head.

Crash!

The chain quickly retracted, pulling his body.

A looming leather book appeared, and the dismemberment made the jealous and treacherous body plunge into the book.

"The detention was successful."

Humanity flickers in the eyes.

Wu Jian let out a breath.

He raised his arm, and on his arm, a strange grimace was exuding waves of white mist, slowly disappearing.

With the disappearance of this grimace, Wu Jian felt a huge strange force pouring into his body.

He was imprisoned by his Constitution in an instant.

He knew that this was the jealous Wan Huang.

"incomplete."

Absorbing the power of jealousy and treachery, Wu Jian frowned slightly.

This jealousy is very strong.

But not strong enough.

At least judging from the power he has absorbed now, this jealousy and treachery cannot reach the intensity of treacherous disaster at all.

"It's part of it, not all of it. 17

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes after reminiscing about the weirdness of jealousy.

too weak.

It's just too weak.

This jealous crafter is very cunning, and even differentiated his own rules, creating a clone similar to the main body.

This made it impossible for Wu Jian's slashing through the air to directly touch his body.

Only part of his puzzle can be held.

"interesting."

He beckoned and took back the gourd.

Feeling the jealousy of the part of him imprisoned, Wu Jian moved his fingers silently and held the judge sword.

He can feel that the jealousy in his body has some kind of connection with many existences.

Through this connection, he can use the judge in his hand to kill all these existences.

"Is it a trick master?...No, it's an unlucky guy who was bewitched by someone's ghost.

Wu Jian thought for a while and opened his palms.

A cold force converged in his hands, gradually forming a Black cross.

This is a strange spiritual manifestation of faith.

This thing just restrains jealousy and weird supernatural powers.

Jealousy makes things tricky, relying on the jealousy of living people towards him.

And belief has a supernatural power that makes belief.

It is only necessary to use faith to distort the minds of these guys who have been blinded by jealousy.

Isn't the problem all solved?

"I'm a fucking genius."

Raising his hand, the pitch-black cross turned into black light spots and disappeared from his hand.

There are countless figures flickering in Wu Jian's eyes.

This is a life of jealousy and intrigue, and now he is putting the spirituality of faith on these people through the spirituality of jealousy.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

On the high-speed rail, Lu Mo lowered his head, his eyes were covered with thick dark circles, and the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

There is only one thing on his mind right now.

That is the jealousy of Wu Jian.

This feeling of jealousy gave him a natural beacon in his heart.

Guide him to a place.

There is Aoyama City.

Wu Jian's lair.

He wants to use his own strength to let Wu Jian know that he is not much weaker than him.

At this time, Lu Mo had lost his normal sanity.

His consciousness has been completely distorted by jealousy into another look.

He gulps and wears a rough look.

The surrounding passengers all showed terrified expressions.

Some of the passengers have already contacted the flight attendant on the bus and reported his situation.

"." Sir, if you are not feeling well, you can go to the infirmary with me. We have a professional doctor on board.

Soon the flight attendant came to this compartment.

The flight attendant is a girl, she politely said to Lu Mo with a gloomy face.

"roll."

Face this flight attendant.

Lu Mo's reaction was simple.

He spat out such a word lightly.

...Sir, please don't talk like that. "

The flight attendant frowned slightly, his tone didn't change much, and he was still persuading gently.

This is her professionalism.

"You'd better go check it out, it won't do you any harm."

"I'll let you go, don't you understand human language?"

Lu Mo raised his head, staring at the flight attendant with bloodshot eyes.

"Or, your legs are useless? Should I break them?"

Raising his thick arms, Lu Mo's body felt a bit chilly.

He looked at the train conductor's legs in black stockings, and let out a deep grin.

His expression scared the conductor back two steps.

Although as a train conductor, this girl is well-informed, but this is the first time she (Zhao Liaohao) has seen a terrible passenger like Lu Mo.

She, was intimidated.

"What? Are you not ready to serve me?"

Lu Mo seemed to have found some fun, and began to focus on the conductor girl.

He stood up and walked towards the conductor step by step.

! Don't mess around!"

At this moment, an invisible passenger stood up.

He is a young man who doesn't look very old, he is 1.9 meters tall, his body is very muscular, and he obviously exercises regularly.

He stood in front of Lu Mo and said with an unfriendly expression.

"Hehe, I'm not very young, but I learned how to be a hero to save the beauty, but you didn't understand, you are not a hero."

Lu Mo smiled ferociously and waved his hand casually.

A supernatural force turned into a dark wind and swept over the young man.

Swept by with the wind.

The young man rolled his eyes at his brother.

Passed out directly.

The vitality in his body is rapidly disappearing.

Common people are too fragile for a treacherous master.

Even a well-trained young man like a youth is as vulnerable as an ant in front of the trick master's methods.

"Let's go on."

Having dealt with the young man, Lu looked at the conductor again with a sinister smile.

He didn't realize that behind his head, a pitch-black cross was rapidly forming.

next second.

The cross went straight through his head. .